I loved the back and forth between O'Neill and Dr. Weir in Lost City I & II. This was a random thought I had. Interestingly, completely unintentionally, the actual story is exactly 100 words long. I think they call that a drabble, but I'm not sure.
From Sam's point of view.
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Flirting?!
Dr. Weir looked around at the assortment of items Colonel O'Neill had packed as SG-1 followed their CO into the Gateroom.
"Well have you got everything you need? I think there's still a sink in the kitchen." Hah, sarcasm. The Colonel will love that.
"Was that a joke?" Like I said.
"Perhaps. A bad one." Is she flirting with him?
"Yes, very bad, but I sense hope for you." He's doing it back!
"Well, I hope for all of us that you find what you're looking for, Colonel."
"Thank you." The playful lilt in his voice was impossible to miss.
From Sam's point of view.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Flirting?!
Dr. Weir looked around at the assortment of items Colonel O'Neill had packed as SG-1 followed their CO into the Gateroom.
"Well have you got everything you need? I think there's still a sink in the kitchen." Hah, sarcasm. The Colonel will love that.
"Was that a joke?" Like I said.
"Perhaps. A bad one." Is she flirting with him?
"Yes, very bad, but I sense hope for you." He's doing it back!
"Well, I hope for all of us that you find what you're looking for, Colonel."
"Thank you." The playful lilt in his voice was impossible to miss.